She's sitting by herself again,
and she can't help but think of you.
It'd be easier to forget you if you were cruel,
but you're too sweet to leave her thoughts.
She wonders when this crush will end.

You're not helping, when you smile at her,
because she seems to get the wrong idea.
All she wants is to win your trust,
your friendship, your devotion,
because you actually made her care.

She knows how badly this may end,
but she's not afraid of falling.
It's not the first time she'll make this leap,
and it's not the first time she'll hurt.
So she just has to deal with the cards she's been dealt.